knocking on wood
January 26th, 2010 by Matushka DanielleAnd fingers crossed that we’re back onto our “regular schedule”. Martha went to bed a little early last night and slept for 7 hours (then 2 hours, then 1 more hour) She took two good long naps today and went to bed a little early again this evening.
I am attempting to keep more of a schedule since naps are once again going to be in the sling. Today worked out ok. We got in morning and afternoon walks and I got a lot of stuff done around the house too. Including washing the kitchen floor, which was awkward with a baby on my chest, but do-able.
I was thinking last night as I fell asleep that even as much as I hate the days of crying fussy miserable baby, I’d still much rather be doing this job than any other. And mostly I hate crying fussy miserable baby because there isn’t anything I can do to help her and it makes me feel awful to know she’s feeling awful. I was also thinking that one of these days I’ll get it through my thick skull that if the behavior I’m trying to change doesn’t change easily after two or three tries, I should go back to what works because she’s not ready to change yet.
More adventures in baby land tomorrow, but hopefully none tonight.
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unfortunately lots of adventures in the night. Initial baby bedtime was 8:30. five minutes after I lay down around 9:30, she was awake and hungry. ok. no problem. but then she kept waking every hour. except for she was awake for two hours around midnight to 2am. At that point I was tried of being a human pacifier so I went and fixed a bottle. She’s notorious for just sucking and only eating half an oz so I only made 2oz. She sucked it down so I gave her two more. She spit up on me a little. I put her back to bed, changed pajamas, and went to bed myself. An hour or so later I heard her fussing and I think I fell back asleep until she was really unhappy and I went to check on her. And then I felt like the worst Mom in the world because she had spit up the entire feeding and she and the bed were soaked. So I changed her pajamas, and let her sleep in my bed for what little remained of the night.
I have to admit feeling her little chest rising and falling against mine is very sweet. But I’d still prefer the 8 hours straight of sleeping in her own bed. And I wish I knew what it was that triggers that behavior rather than the awake every hour. Perhaps our bedtime routine isn’t quite routine enough?